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I dreamt about a school full of people that had special powers. One day the people were doing weird stuff. The girls wanted to have sex badly. I ran out of the school at night and drove away in some random persons truck.

I crashed into a swamp and we went back to the school to ask a teacher for help but, I saw a monster instead. Two kids asked me where the teacher was and I pointed toward the monster. I summoned a robot with my powers.

I went home to sleep and saw a monster. Me and my sister ran out of my house I flew away flapping my arms.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #199: 1985

I’m hanging out with my friends “Leroy”, “Captain Kirk”, and “R” in a hotel room. I’m explaining to them that if we all think of the same time period at once, we’ll begin a shared dream that transports us to that time.

“Think of 1985!” I cry excitedly. Everyone gets a look of concentration on their faces and I become lucid as a “shared dream” of 1985 begins.

I spy a bin full of socks nearby. “Everyone wear their socks like they did in 1985!” I say, and everyone grabs a pair of long socks and pulls them all the way up. (I don’t think people really wore their socks this way in 1985, but oh well.)

I yank my socks up to knee height. “It’s hip to be square,” I say, and the DCs laugh at my awkward 80s reference. For some reason I think this is hilarious, and Hip to Be Square starts playing faintly in the background. (Not released until 1986! )



We walk outside of the hotel room to a nighttime scene at a gas station. “Captain Kirk” points toward a nearby Bronco at a refueling station and says, “We need to put some gas in the car.” We all walk over there and he starts filling up the tank. (I don’t recall him paying in advance with a credit card.)

Leroy suddenly looks worried and says, “We lost [The Schwartz]!” (“The Schwartz” is another friend who hasn’t yet appeared in this scene.) I have a false memory of The Schwartz being in our group earlier and think we’ve lost him. I know that the disappearance of a DC isn’t anything to get worried about, but I agree that we should look for him.

There’s a brick building nearby. Leroy and I enter it through a metal doorway and we wind up in a huge room that’s clearly bigger than the building itself. It looks like some kind of trap-filled dungeon, complete with a large pit of bloody spikes and stone walls lined with torches. On a ledge maybe fifteen feet above, we see The Schwartz gripping a rope and preparing to swing across the pit like Tarzan.

I’m still aware that this is a dream, but I’m not sure that I want to see how this plays out. Leroy and I implore the Schwartz to come down from the ledge and not go swinging over a pit of dream-spikes. Noticing us for the first time, he waves down to us. The dream ends shortly after.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #198: The Egg

I’m standing in a sparse building that looks like a cleared-out convenience store. Wife’s standing about fifteen feet away, singing expressively to the room. I’m behind a high countertop staring with little comprehension at a strange deck of cards, wondering how I’m supposed to play with them. The thought of dreaming crosses my mind and I become lucid.

Slightly taken aback at the plunge into lucidity, I try to remember April’s Task of the Month. The actual task is to look inside an Easter egg, but I remember it as “give an egg to a DC”.

I walk up to Wife, reach behind my back, and say, “Hey, [Wife]! Here’s an egg.” I produce a plain white egg and place it into her left hand, feeling smugly satisfied at this “flawless execution”. Wife stops singing and glares at me, slightly shaking her head. She looks pissed and her expression seems to ask me What the hell are you doing?

Then with one swift motion, she smashes the egg all over her right shoulder. A gush of yolk and snotty-looking egg white flows down her arm. After another couple seconds of staring daggers at me, she turns her attention away, smiles, and returns to singing.

I return to my spot behind the counter, curious again about the playing cards. They’re now face down in three separate piles. I turn a few over, but the symbols are indecipherable to me.

Giving up on this, I wander into an adjacent room. It looks like a small basement with one high window along the wall. There’s also a wide hole near the top of one wall that looks like I could crawl through. I begin hoisting myself up to explore it, but the dream ends.

I'm playing poker online.
The problem is that I'm not playing in my notebook and the keyboard is weird, there are just numbers and someone explained me that I have to learn ''combinations'' of numbers to write words.
I'm really slow at this and I feel really dumb.
And also when I want to write numbers the keyboard refuse to obey and the screen shows an enigmatic phrase which invites me to watch out of the windows and calculate the speed of the wind.
I look at my window but I don't feel like get up and go to watch out, as I'm feeling really tired, so I write ''I'm tired'' on the keyboard and finally the screen says that the password is correct and I have gained a bonus of 350,000$ to play poker online.
I'm happy, but suddenly I notice I lost the poker tournament I was playing, which was required to gain the bonus!!!!

Dream night of 4/8/14. Only fragments I can recall
I am planning on going to a little party with my friends. We are getting all glammed up for it. We're all students, so maybe its a college party. As we are getting ready to go, I notice a guy nearby and I recognize him and start to talk to him. He said he's going to the party too. I am thrilled. But, as we all get ready to go, he said he has something else to do. I am bummed! My friends are all heading off and I decide to stick behind with him. He pulls out papers and says he has to grade his english essays for his class. I tell him I am really great at reading and would love to help. We are laughing and joking together. His brother, Liam, shows up and helps us grade some more papers.
In this dream, the 'guy' was Chris Hemsworth. Nice.

I am at my denair house. There are friesians in the school field someone is grazing. Mitzy is out of her pen and roaming around and she has recently been shaved down for her summer coat. M is there. Its awkward.

Date: 4/9/2014 (Tue)
Total sleep: 6 hours
Daytime Techniques: RCs, Visualization, Awareness, Mantras
Lucid Techniques: Mantras, Meditative Visualization
Recall Techniques: Meditative Visualization Mantras
Fell Asleep: 10 pm
Dream 1 Title: Strange trip to the Cape
Dream 1: I know I am at the Cape. I am standing in, what appears to be someone’s backyard. It is a large area of grass with a few large maple trees. There is a large garden, with no fence, just evenly planted rows of flowers and vegetables. One row of flowers look like low growing (about a foot tall) sunflowers, but they are a bright orange color. I see a large, old farm house nearby. The paint is peeling. I walk across the yard to a dirt road and begin to follow it. I can see the ocean on the horizon to my left. I walk up a small hill, and over the crest I can see an ocean front town. It looks like a typical New England ocean front town. There are a lot of grey cedar clapboard covered buildings. I walk down the road, which is now paved. There are buildings on both sides of the street. This area is looking more like Wells Maine. I see a building to my right which I know is a restaurant. It is an open area with red topped tables and white chairs, like a courtyard. There is a serving bar with a large sign above it with a list of foods. I see pictures of hamburgers, hot dogs, and fish and chips. There is text, but I don’t bother reading it. I am not going to eat anything on the menu. There are no people in the restaurant except a man behind the counter. He sees me and says, “Sorry we are all out of food.” I just shrug at him and walk out. I continue to walk down the street toward the ocean. I remember I left my car parked nearby and head towards it. I pass more buildings, one has many multicolored kites hanging out front. I find my car and get in. I begin to drive down the street. The ocean and town are gone. I am now on another dirt road in a rundown town in the woods. I can see tall pine tree covered hills on both sides of the road. I am passing an old auto shop (car/truck repair and gas) on my left. It has a dirt parking lot. Standing in the parking lot is a huge dog. I look closely at it. It looks to be about 5 feet tall (from front feet to top of its head). It is a dark brown color with a long tail that is tick with fur. It has a short snout, more like a bear than a dog. It must weight close to 250 pounds. It is watching my car as we drive by. My wife (who is suddenly in the passenger’s seat) asks, “What kind of dog is that?” I reply, “It’s a wolfdog.” I knew this was correct in my dream. I turn left onto a smaller dirt road. It is very dark. There are small one story houses on my left and right. None of the houses have any lights. My headlights are lighting up the road in front of us. This neighborhood looks abandoned and it is starting to feel like something out of a horror movie. I see a house cat lying in the road in front of me and have to swerve to my left to get around it. Then I see two more cats sitting in the road and have to swerve further to the left to avoid them. This road looks familiar. It looks very similar to a road I’ve near my childhood neighborhood. The road turns to the right. There is tall grass and cat o’nine tails growing in a small swamp on the left hand side of the road. On the right side I can see several three story apartment buildings. The yards of the building are over grown and the buildings look abandoned. There are no lights on. My wife says, “Look!” She is pointing to a mailbox next to the road. It is black and there is a number 13 painted on it in white (standard block letters). I see more mailboxes on the side of the road as well and they all look exactly the same, all have the number 13 on them. I move my headlights up (apparently I can control them like a flashlight) to the buildings and up at the peak of the building, where the wall meets the roof, is a number 13 painted in black. I move the lights to the other buildings and they are all number 13. My wife says, “Oh my God! They are all number 13!” She sounds very scared. I find the situation silly and am not scared. The dream fades and I wake up.
Awake: 3:58 am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 8
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 6
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 12 min
Emotions: General contentment, annoyance, slightly amused
Dream Signs: Places similar to locations from my childhood, a dog that doesn’t exist in real life, abandoned buildings
Notes: Took magnesium last night. I read through some dreams from my journal before bed, did some meditation with visualization and mantras for waking after dreams, remembering dreams, and “I’m Dreaming!”. Applied positive emotions to all of these techniques. I slept pretty well but only woke up from one dream at 3:58 am. I spent a few minutes recalling my dream, wrote a few tags, and then rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. My hips were sore from working out yesterday (I am a side sleeper) and I was having trouble getting comfortable. Plus, I was excited because I knew this was a great opportunity for a micro WTWB which caused me to become lucid the night before. I repeated my mantra (I’m Dreaming) with positive emotion as I lay there trying to doze off. I kept a positive attitude about the situation. The discomfort of my hips and the excitement of a potential LD brought me too far out of my sleep state. I lay there quietly letting thoughts and images flash into my head until my light alarm went off at 4:50 am. I turned off the alarm and lay there until 5 am. Then I got up, worked out, showered and was off to work.

I missed my brothers party as we were exploring abandoned buildings and drains.We were in a huge tunnel complex,there was a guy there throwing tennis balls and bouncing them everyware.It was very clean down there no graffiti.We got back to where the party was,my youngest brothers rx7 was parked out the front,(he sold that 10 + years ago),my nana told me she wanted to live in Mumbai.

Morning of April 9, 2014. Wednesday. (Wedding anniversary; married April 9, 1994.)



I am at a basketball game (yet I have not been to a real one in many years) and over time, I notice people leaving. I focus on the player with the number twenty-two on his top for a short time. Outside, floating above the landscape, I see that a hundred or so people are standing about and form a heart symbol in honor of our wedding anniversary.



In real life several months back, I grouped all the standing villagers (including the hundreds of additional ones converted by the monks) in the expansion pack of “Age of Empires” (Aztecs) into a heart shape, as well as others standing about in a formation that read “I love Zsuzsanna”. It is one of the only computer games I have ever played much in the last twenty years and played around with because of how easy it was to not only win, but to go to extremes with resources and hundreds of extra villagers (or soldiers) long after the game has been technically won (where only one more easy step is required to actually finish it and end the game play itself if or when desired).

I was in hospital in the yard and understood that it was a dream. I wanted to grow some plant which would give me melon elefants like in cartoon. (why not?) I sat on the ground and found a peach stone. I put it in the grownd and waited. In some time there grew something like red baloon. So i understood that i didn't succeed and awoke.

00:00 Thursday 2014-04-10

00:27 bedtime

09:20 out of bed

+ swimming in the foggy ocean with John Kerry and friends JT and DT -- John Kerry makes a daring head-first dive into the water missing a (barely) submerged boulder by inches. I'm changing into my swimsuit but don't want DT to see me, I tell her to look away for 5 seconds, I'm pulling up my suit counting to 5 but it gets caught on my feet and I tell DT not to look. I was trying to find a place to change but the shallow water (amongst boulders) was full of crayfish/lobsters.

+ in Church with JT and DT. There is a counter in the middle of the room with tall stools around it as I approach people fill the stools I'm looking for a place to sit. There is singing that is like but unlike what I know, I hear it and sing along with the familiar parts. I talk to the pastor and explain my different behavior because I'm part of another church. Lots of people/families are there

+ walking outside in nature with DT, looking at leaves on the trees.

+ playing video game asteroids-like, I see my ship and the controls I don't have perfect control but do a decent job. The screen fills my vision. The upper half of the screen are a couple of giant unmoving asteroids, the bottom half has my ship maneuvering around to avoid the moving smaller asteroids I think I should shoot some of them.

+ playing 3-d pacman style game, I fly in 3d as DO following game ship, it becomes lifelike 3d scene, I'm doing pretty well

+ wife & kids come home, report car accident nearby, I see car accident in the distance, flying colored sparks, I also see hills in the distance which seem to be lit a bit by the light of the accident area, it's dark/night outside.

+ pull large leafed herbs from inside car and will prepare a soothing tea using a french press after washing them. I wasn't sure at first how to get the leaves to my kitchen. I'm standing outside the front passenger window of the car.

+ observe daylight results of deadly car accident, bodies lying on the street, standing on the crowded sidewalk a tobacco chewer talks to my kids, I get in his face and chase him away by threatening to call the nearby police who will find his illegal chewing tobacco and get him for offering it to children, I think I'm quite a good man for standing up to this guy.

+ parking a car in a self-serve parking garage where you push your car manually on to a lift/elevator and then push it into its assigned stall, can't find my stall, lots of people there in cafes. People are thinking that "aw man that guy put his car in front of mine". I think my stall is number 21 (?), and I keep walking back and forth looking for it but can't find it, there are a lot of cars and motorcycles behind the glass walled little cubbies/stalls for the cars.

+ going out with family from room to swimming pool area with lifeguard there (black female?) we're looking our door with a stange key / lock with shaped hollow regions, we lock the door then I want to check that the key will open it again, there were lots of people around, my vision zooms to the key and the lock.

Slept fairly deeply, don't recall any significant wakings. Also had 2 hour nap from 14:30 until 16:44, not recall

I'm busily running around a modular home, my home, cleaning here and there. I'm carrying a broom in my hands. Lydia says she wants to go to the dance and get dressed up. I smile and think it's a nice idea. Jackson comes up behind me and walks up to Lydia, telling her no and snapping at her. She gets a sad look on her face and puts her head down, walking into another room. I get really pissed and walk up to Jackson. I whisper angrily for him to shut up and stop telling her what she can and can't do. I threaten to kick him out if he keeps hurting her like that. He gets pissed and tells me to mind my own business. I walk up to him quickly and get in his face, pushing the broom handle into his chest. I tell him that I'm fucking serious and I will kick him out of my house if he doesn't do as I say. I tell him that he has no right to control Lydia and he needs to make her happy or get the hell out. He backs away from me, mumbling and kind of pissy, but he agrees and backs off. I then look down and notice that I'm wearing a new dress and I'm all dolled up for the dance. I grab a guy's hand and pull him to the backyard where we are all gonna play a game. The backyard is a huge dirt field with hay and many sacks of potatoes. We all grab a potato and three of us race down lanes. When we reach the end, we turn around and throw the potato to the next person. I laugh as the next person catches my potato.

#304 - DILD - 5:10AM

I have an FA and get in a huge argument with my mom. Apparently, the time-line was a mixture of when I was a kid but thinking I was grown. I tell her staying with my grandma (maternal) for a week would be horribly boring though the thought crosses my mind that would probably have time to focus more on lucid dreaming. I tell her that, "I'm a grown-ass man and should be able to stay where I like." Undeterred, she continues mentions that after the week with her mom my other grandma (paternal) would be living with us until June. I have another horrible fit and finally decide there's no more point in arguing.

I walk into the next room and see my grandfather (maternal) talking to my dad with other people. I get the feeling everyone heard the argument and feel embarrassed. Suddenly, it dawns on me that my grandfather should be dead and I become lucid, although I think it's totally plausible that we would all be staying with my grandmother (maternal) who is also dead in waking life. I'm still feeling the heat of my argument with mother and I confront my grandfather about his being here. I feel a little pissed that he would show up when he's supposed to be dead. I rudely interupt his and my father's conversation. "Hey. Hey. HEY!. Aren't you supposed to be dead?!"
My grandfather calmly replies, "Yeah."
I state, "So this is a dream."
"You betcha.", is his only reply.
Suddenly, I get the idea that I am possibly actually talking to my dead grandfather. I realize I had been rude and angry and I let all emotion go. I try to think of something worthwhile to talk about since It's rare I see him in my dreams anymore. All I can think of is, "Are you alright?"
The says a simple, "Yep."
Unsure of what to say or do next I just say, "That's good. See ya." as I turn to walk away.


I am fooled by an FA and I have my dream journal in front of me. I am trying to type the first sentence of my dream but have a very hard time hitting the right letters on the touch screen. I begin to realize that there are more and more people crowding me. I look up and there seems have been to be a line forming as I sit on the floor starting at my device. It also seems that I am right in the way of everyone. I stand up and there seems to be some Black Friday event going on. I feel really crowded so I walk away but I am still focused on writing in my dream journal.

I finally get the full first sentence right when I pause to look around. I see my wife and several people from both our families around a folding table eating free samples of some type of fried cinnamon crisps in the shape of a Christmas tree. The decoration begins to look very festive as I make my way the the jar of goodies. I inhale one and reach in for several more. The cinnamon and sugar are all over my hands. There's another table set up with chocolate covered cherries. I reach for them as I suddenly wake up.

LUCID
*I noticed a Theravada monk chanting by a stupa mounted right next to a road. When me and my brother walked closer to him he walked away like he didn't wanna be bothered. We continued to walk doing some other stuff. We walked across this highway enter pass then I realized a could fly and that I was dreaming. I had the urge to show off in front of some DCs, so I did. I walked away thinking why do I waste my time on this nonsense, do I really need to boast my dream ego? There were two people on the street that I were trying to show off for. I don't remember a response from them after a flew up to the telephone line and came back down. Me and brother ended up at this book store. I thought of the idea of that Alan Wallace said about shape shifting the dream through the power of conceptual designation. I tried this and it didn't not work at the time. I notice a Indian girl walking with her mom, she said a very nice ass. I tried to will her pants to come down so I can get a better look at her ass haha. Again this didn't not work. She did climb up this latter thing and yes I got a better look. haha Thank You subconscious.

*I remember talking to roberto on the phone about how high I was off cannabis. I think I was about to put some clothes in the wash.

*There was a vision of the holy of india were the Buddha attained enlightment. There something being said about tara ma and her mantra. I can't remember who was saying it. Someone also said that gayatri mantra was also I good one. I thought but wait this is a hindu mantra how? There was also a scene with the Karmapa.

I got a couple small Lds this morning with my lucid tea blend of mugwort wormwood and peppermint.

#303 - DILD - 3:18AM

I am looking at the night sky. I see many stars but they are dim. I think I need to let the light absorb longer so I begin to stare. I tell myself that if anything odd happens I'll know it's a dream. At that thought I have strange vision problems and the stars look really odd. I wonder if I am seeing a dream sign or if my eyes are really messed up. My vision goes black.

I hear a doorbell. I am now in my living room. I open the door hoping it not those Jehovah witnesses from the other day. I answer the door and see Neil Tysons and George Noory are here . George has a book that looks like a Bible in his hand. Surely this pair isn't here for that. I am too shocked about them being here and I allow them to push past me and sit on the couch. George points to the shelves or books and movies and says to Niel, "Oh they like Noah we should sell them that." I am shocked to see the new Noah movie prominently displayed on the shelf. It must be my wife's. With that thought she says to the men, "I'm interested."

I wake up and try to DEILD but fail miserably. I have the thought "Mr. Cosmos and Mr. Coast To Coast AM were in my house."

I am in a class room taught by Neil. I can recall the lesson but I think that I should ask him something that I really want to know about. I draw a blank and space off in thought.

I am deep in me forest trying various wild dream herbs. I am following a historical man's foot steps researching tracing his research. I see him like some residual apparition. I see something like a stick or root in the ground. I call it... Tigeris root? I use another stick shaped like a pipe to smoke the herb. I wonder if I should be asleep for this to induce a lucid dream. I begin to feel odd as I inhale and soon my eyes close and I feel like I am floating. I am surprised to have found such a psychoactive herb just lying around. I begin to hear a narrative in Niel's voice about native Americans using this herb along side peyote for dream work and divination. The narrative spoke of struggling tribesman navigating through the void.

I am now lucid. I hear myself gasp heavily and loudly. It feels like an OBE transition and I struggle. I'm starting to see and look around and I realize I'm in my house and the fact the herb was all a dream. I am about to break free when my stomach rumbles and I wake up.

I'm out with some friends of mine, the ones I used to play when I was twenty.
They have guitar and bass and we are supposed to perform in a nightclub we used to play.
There is something like an audition and it's important we perform well.
We are nervous, especially because the guy playing the piano is in late.
Unfortunately they tell us that we have to perform in ten minutes and someone must play the piano!
My friends know I play piano and they say I must do it!
I'm fricking out as it's a lifetime I don't touch a piano and I have not enough time to recall the chords, so we hide in a storage room to attempt the performance.
I can't remember the chords and my friends are very upset, but I could not help.
I look at my fingers as I'm trying some chords, but the sound I make is NOISE!!
Then the door opens and the guy supposed to play the piano is there!
We are really happy and we prepare.
We are in the saloon now.
I wear a red dress as Jessica Rabbit and my friends very cool shirts. I feel so well.
My friends are ready. The lights are low, I close my eyes and caress my dress, it seems like silk.
Then we start to perform. The song is Bang Bang, Nancy Sinatra style.
Everything is perfect, I'm with my hands around the microphone.
I close two seconds my eyes, open them again and I look at my hands... and I though 'it is a dream?'.
An my hands are red!!! I don't know if because of the lights of because of the dress reflecting...
BUT then I woke upppp.... uff